[Dead human is still human, right? He's always stuck by that, it's one of those funny things he refuses to let go that M thinks he's weird for. He's human, just like them, except they're Living and he's Dead. It's almost as distasteful as the word 'zombie', but he can live with that one.
R turns the picture towards himself and looks at it. She left him behind and he knew it was for the best, but... he still feels a twinge in the centre of his chest when he thinks about it.]
She's... [He trails off, far more deliberate than his usual pauses between words, and strokes his thumb across the picture. Then, he tucks it away and shakes his head.] She went home.
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I am human.
[Dead human is still human, right? He's always stuck by that, it's one of those funny things he refuses to let go that M thinks he's weird for. He's human, just like them, except they're Living and he's Dead. It's almost as distasteful as the word 'zombie', but he can live with that one.
R turns the picture towards himself and looks at it. She left him behind and he knew it was for the best, but... he still feels a twinge in the centre of his chest when he thinks about it.]
She's... [He trails off, far more deliberate than his usual pauses between words, and strokes his thumb across the picture. Then, he tucks it away and shakes his head.] She went home.